’ ‘Yes, Zeke. She said automatically. ‘Very good.’ He said softly. She felt her hand tweak her breast. She flinched away, and the hand returne...d to her breast again. ‘Don’t pull away from me. That’s rule three.’ Emily forced herself to remain still as Zeke moved his hand over her breasts. His touch was surprisingly gentle, and to her humiliation she could feel a slight stirring within her. She heard him chuckle gleefully and then she heard him get out and close the door behind him. He returned. Not wanting toaggravate her, I closed my lips around it and even gave a few sucks.She smiled and told me to keep it where it was. Soon I was naked,standing there with that foolish piece of rubber and plastic stickingout between my lips. I shifted uneasily. Even though my wife sees menaked frequently, more than ever now that she's assumed her Mistressrole, I still get uncomfortable when my body is on display. I'm shortand slender and not at all muscular. I have practically no body hairand,. Once I got home, I quickly got into the shower and washed away the thoughtsof what had happened to me and was soon in bed and fast asleep.Over the next few days, I began to forget of my ordeal and resolved to keepaway from any of the chat rooms. I hoped I had learned my lesson.That was before I received an email from him. Attached was the video of me,but it had been edited. None of the parts where he had forced me werethere. All you could see was me dressing myself and then begging to suckhis. A list of eighty-seven names remained after he added a few more factors.Curious as to what he would find, he put the known locations of those eighty-seven individuals on the status board. They covered the entire globe. Sitting back in his chair he considered the implications.Frowning, he said, “That’s interesting. We’ve got a bunch of bored rich old men sitting around with nothing to do. You don’t get rich doing nothing, so I seriously doubt they are just sitting around on their asses. It makes.